Romans & histoires Dorian Havilliard Fancast

Now, as my fingers brushed against the faded glossy surface, a strange sense of premonition washed over me. I pulled it out. It was a picture of a much younger Earnest, maybe ten or eleven, his hair a tousled mess, his smile wide and gap-toothed. He was holding a trophy, beaming with pride. Standing next to him, her arm slung casually around his shoulders, was a girl. Her hair was a dark, glossy cascade, and her eyes, even in the grainy photograph, sparkled with an almost mischievous intelligence. It was Victoria. But not the polished, sophisticated Victoria of today. This was a girl, unrestrained, her youthful exuberance a stark contrast to the calculating coolness she now projected.

“What about your powers?” Dorian raised a brow. “I’m a hybrid, Elias. Demon, vampire, and witch. I have to feed a lot more. Blood. Energy. Magic. It’s… tiring.” “So you're the second strongest?” “Technically,” Dorian replied. “But I’ve never fought Lucian. Never wanted to. I think the only reason we’re all still sane is because we’ve never turned on each other.” Elias nodded slowly. “And Kai?” “Lowest on the food chain,” Dorian said, voice laced with something fond. “But he’d die for either of us. And we’d die for him.”

It was always useless to me anyway. “Are you fucking right now?” Damian’s voice suddenly sharpened, cutting through the room and catching my attention. I squinted in disgust. Who the hell answers a call mid sex, loud enough to be heard? I felt bad for whatever woman Dorian was with. No one deserved that bastard. I still didn’t understand what Vivienne saw in him. She was too perfect, too kind, and he… he was just there. Cold. Arrogant. A man who didn’t deserve her light.

His gaze flickered to the fading mark. “That mark...is irreversible,” Barbara, ever the observer, commented quietly. Dorian’s gaze darted to her. He blinked. “Who helped you?” she asked a little sharply. “Viviane,” he muttered. Barbara’s lips formed a thin line. He had no doubt that she was unhappy. After all, Barbara was a part witch. But before she could make any scathing comment, Liam cut in, “But there’s a second chance, right?” Both Dorian and Barbara looked at him, confused.

Okay so this guy might be Damien's twin but he definitely seems far from being his Other half. “There not enough time to chat. Besides I didn't call you here to gossip. Make sure you follow them, don't lose them. I want to know where they'll dump him”I say sternly as Dorian then nods rushing into his sport car and driving off. “You think you're smart Vivian, just you wait. Now I know your dirty little secret, Everything is going to flip right over”I whisper as I stare down at the video playing on my phone. “Now the hunteress becomes the hunted!

With a giant red X drawn over the coordinates where my parents' car had gone over. Hours later, Dorian walked in, tension in his shoulders. “We got something on N. Vallis.” Leon looked up from his laptop. “Yeah?” Dorian nodded grimly. “He’s not just a businessman. He was a covert financial strategist. Hired to clean up dirty money. Especially for people who wanted to make their problems disappear.” I swallowed hard. “Was he hired by her? By Livia?” Dorian’s jaw tightened. “Possibly. But if he’s the one who orchestrated the accident... he’s more than just a name on paper. He’s the cleaner.”

More than I anticipated. She laughed. "Good." Since the actual explosion is still to come. My fingers twisted around the phone. "meaning?" The voice of Elias sank, tinged with something sinister and deadly. "I just have one last action to do. But you have to be ready when it comes time. I peered at my glass reflection. "Prepared for what?" An interruption. His comments then made my spine shiver. "To absolutely destroy Dorian." I turned, my heart missing a beat, at a knock on the door. Dorian stood in the doorway, his face insumutable. I had no idea what his listening level was. But what was his glance in eyes? It informed me that he suspected everything.

I turn around ready to look for another escape route, only to see the driver slinking out from the forestry, a crazed smile playing on his lips. “This can’t be possible,” I whisper. He shrugs. “You’re a smart cookie aren’t you with that little trick of yours? But unfortunately,” he snaps his fingers, and this ignites a flame into the palm of his hand. The combustion dances to the rapid beat of my heart, while the smoke that leaves it is dark and misty, almost sickly as it soars into the sky. “I should probably introduce myself don’t you think? I’m Dorian, and I’m no ordinary werewolf,” his head tilts maliciously, watching me with trained eyes. “I really don’t want to do this Tanya… I hate th

He had said he was going to college, but in reality, he went underground as a hacker. Dorian was a big bear of a man, and he could hack into things others wouldn't dare try. Not only could he hack, but he also had people working for him that were the muscle that made people disappear. Dorian typically used his skills to steal from the rich to give to the poor; he saw himself as a Robinhood. If someone got close to finding out or turning him in to the police, they were never heard from again.

When Archfiend Antigonus appeared, the eyes of roughly a hundred people quickly focused on him. "Hackett, you didn't expect me to come so soon, right?" With a sinister smile on his face, Dorian stared at Archfiend Antigonus and said, "Damn, you were very good at fighting at Flourish KTV just now. This time, I've brought more men with me. I'd like to see if you can knock them all down." Dorian's face was full of arrogance and resentment. Dorian had been in shock when he was at Flourish KTV. However, he was no longer afraid as he thought he had brought someone powerful with him.